Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himself

congee Tang Yucheng had fed him. It was obvious that he wanted breast milk and refused to settle for white congee again.Tang Yucheng watched as the porridge had gone cold, his son still refusing to e...o thought about her not eating anything for breakfast, and immediately got up from the sofa and headed to the kitchen. 。Only you can cure the three lacks. 。Mo Caijing smiled teasingly. 。A little bunny...